Appraisal hell

We’re currently working our way through three much needed cash out refinances. As I outlined the other week, we’re pretty stretched in terms of finances right now. And a big part of taking some of that pressure off is pulling out capital from our latest rehabs, The McCarty House, The Grow Room Home (haven’t written about this one yet), and Somerset.

We have about $160,000 tied up, combined, in The McCarty House and The Grow Room Home since we’ve been dumping money into them and haven’t put a mortgage on them yet. Unfortunately, the appraisals for those didn’t come in much higher than that total sum.

Oh well, we can at least get 75% of the value out yet.

But a big surprise was Somerset where the appraisal came in at just $54,000.

Now, we purchased the home last year for just $40,000 and put about $15,000 of improvements into it. So the appraised value at least isn’t (much) lower than that. But I expected it to be around $100,000 due to two houses on the block, similar square footage and updates, that sold for $112,500 each. Things have really gone crazy in that neighborhood since April, with prices rising rapidly.

We contested the appraisal but heard back today that they aren’t budging.

Sweet.

I was really banking on pulling out some decent cash to invest in our next projects.

Why did the appraisal come in so low? Am I wildly out of touch with the home’s value?

For what it’s worth, I had two realtor friends pull comps for me. Both said they expected the home to appraise for $100,000 – $120,000 and they presented the comps to back it up.

Why it didn’t appraise very high likely boils down to two reasons. First, Detroit is notoriously tough for appraisals because the market is so erratic. You can have a home sell on the block for $100,000 and another sell for $20,000.

And lenders will lean conservative. So if they can point to enough comps that skew to the lower end of the market, that’s what they’re going to use. It makes it tough to pull off a true BRRRR in Detroit, especially when you usually have to dump a bunch of money into mechanicals.

So, will we still go through with the refinance on Somerset given our current mortgage was last done at an appraised value of $44,000?

Probably, even though it doesn’t seem worth it on paper. I’ll talk more about it later, but we’ve likely already spent most of the fixed costs to get to this point, our rate will drop, and so our monthly payment only goes up $2 while we’ll pull out something like $4,000 (woohoo…).

We’ll see how The Crown Jewel fares. I have higher hopes for that home simply because it’s located in a better part of the neighborhood and it will be a top-to-bottom (very nice) rehab.

But if that one doesn’t come out strong, we’ll definitely be doing some flips. I know if we listed Somerset on the open market we’d get at least $90,000 for it. And that’s what really drives me nuts.

And yes, we could change lenders, have it re-appraised, and hope for a better outcome. But on this end of the market it’s really not worth doing. I’d rather not spend the time and move forward.

A year (and change) since Somerset

It’s hard to imagine it was more than a year ago when I first went to walk our house on Somerset. A lot has happened since then, including our first eviction, and having our second ever (still to this day… knock on wood!) theft.

So how has it performed since then?

Overall, it’s turned out quite well.

Once we evicted the non-paying tenants we’d inherited, we did a cosmetic rehab. We spent a total of $14,775.69 doing the follow:

  • Painting the entire house
  • Tiling the kitchen floor
  • Glazing the kitchen counter top
  • Glazing the bathroom tile
  • Updating bathroom floor tile
  • Refinishing hardwood floors throughout
  • Finishing work like light fixtures, new blinds, vent covers, and other odds and ends

Here are some before and afters:

We finally got the house rented by April 1st. It would have been sooner, but we were out of town from mid-February through mid-March. I guess that’s the drawback of managing your own properties.

The house is rented for $950 now which is a solid move up from the $800 it was previously rented for.

Checking on the financials

Unfortunately, we still have a little over $20,000 cash locked up in this one. We initially did delayed financing and were left with just $10,000 locked up. But with the cosmetic updates coming after that, we weren’t able (or at least it didn’t make sense) to refinance again later.

Here’s a look at the change in cash invested and debt:

Accounting for capex, repairs, vacancy, and PITI, it would take us about 38 months to get our money out of the home. That’s a long time. But that’s not how it’s going to happen.

Sweet sweet comps

The neighborhood this home is in has started to really heat up in the last few months. I expected this, I just didn’t expect it so soon. It was clear prices and rents were increasing, but last month it became indisputable when the home two doors down was sold to an owner occupant for $112k. The rehab wasn’t even that great.

Half a block up, on our same street, another home sold for $115k. Same story in terms of the rehab. So at this point we’re confident it’d be worth it to refinance once again. This time we’re hoping we hit at least a $100k appraisal. If so, we’d walk with a check of about $40,000 and have all of our money out and then some. We’re working through the refi process now, and I’ll update once it gets over the line.

Lessons in looking back

I’m obviously thrilled we purchased this home, and I’ve fallen in love with the area since. But if I had to do things differently, I would NOT have done delayed financing.

Knowing what I know now, I would have banked on our inherited tenants not lasting. I knew they were notoriously late with the previous owner, and I was hopeful we could whip them into shape. While we managed to get two months out of them, I should have realized it wasn’t going to last and planned for it.

So I would have waited for the tenants to turn over, done the cosmetic updates, and then refinanced. Yes, it would have taken at least six months, but the appraisal probably would have come in around $65k at that time which would still leave us with about $7,000 in the deal, but we’d get all of that out via cash flow in just over a year.

This is why I prefer to buy them empty. That’s not necessarily a hard rule, but I do prefer it. That said, if something is in great shape, in an area I love, and has tenants… I’ll do that deal.

Somerset fit that mold but most don’t.

Essential Tenant Move-Ins

We’re moving in a tenant tonight, and it’s been a bit of an interesting experience amidst the COVID-19 and stay-at-home order. The move in date has been planned for weeks, and the tenant is flying in and relocating from Louisiana tonight.

We’ve never physically met.

Now, that’s not entirely strange for me. We placed a tenant in January that was moving up from North Carolina. We did a Facetime walk through of the house just like we did this time, but I ended up meeting him at the home to give him the keys when he got in.

This time I simply left a lock box on the house and our new tenant let herself in. Honestly, it was pretty cool.

That said, it’s been a bit stressful. This home, Somerset, was the one we had the furnace and water heater stolen from not long ago. So we had to finally put new ones back in. I trusted a guy I’d never worked with before to put them in this morning, again with just a lock box on the house.

I was nervous he’d flake or something would go wrong, because I would have been left without a backup. I’m happy to report everything went smooth.

It’s been a long road getting Somerset back rented after having to evict our inherited tenants. We’ve dumped more money into the house than I’d have liked, but I’m glad we now have it rented and producing again. I’ll have to do a write up about what we did, how much we spent, and what we’re hoping to see in terms payback period.

False alarm before a quiet super bowl

We were invited to a super bowl party, and planned on going for awhile. Kids were welcome, but we lined up a sitter because we never get out without them.

Our alarm system at Somerset went off about an hour before we were supposed to leave.

Not good.

Honestly, I wasn’t too worried since anything valuable had already been stolen the other day. But it’s never fun wondering if one of your homes was broken into all night. So we decided I should make the 30 minute, one-way drive and check on it, arriving back just in time to hop out the door to the part.

I have no idea what triggered the alarm, but there was clearly no entry. So it was a touch and go at Somerset and back home.

The super bowl party was… a super bowl part, but with kids. I’m pretty anti-social, so hanging out with a bunch of people I literally have never met isn’t exactly my idea of a good time. But I did manage to find a couch in the living room where nobody else was congregating, partially watch the game, and text with some real estate friends while Kaitlin socialized.

Apparently the hostess said to her at one point that she “wishes I felt more comfortable” there. Sitting alone, not having to make small talk with people I don’t know and likely won’t ever see again… yeah, I can’t get more comfortable than that.

I don’t care about sports. I don’t watch them at all. Sure, I’d have liked to see the 49ers win, but I won’t lose sleep over it or think about it ever again.

Thoughtful thieves and dirty photos

I hate being woken up by my phone vibrating. Ninety-nine percent of the time it’s a spam caller, so I’ve grown accustomed to rolling over and blocking it out.

Today was the other one-percent.

When I woke, about an hour after the call, I saw that it was actually our live monitoring service for our security system we have in place on our Somerset house.

Not good.

I’ve had false alarms before, but this one felt different. For one, the app showed that the basement motion detector was triggered.

Really not good.

I knew my handyman would be at the house around 9:00am, so I texted him and asked if he’d let me know what he found when he got there.

The electrical meter had been tampered with:

It’s unclear if they were intentionally trying to cut the power before entering or damaged it by climbing on it to get in through the window. The back window was the clear point of entry. The thieves had pushed on it hard enough to both crack it and pop the locks on the inside, allowing them to push it open.

Of course, the water heater and furnace were stolen. They also snipped the cord to our inside camera, and ran water over some of the alarm equipment. But those still work.

Then they locked the door on the way out. Such thoughtful thieves!

This is the second time I’ve had a break in and theft. It’s not fun, and I don’t suppose it will ever be. For now, sadly, this is the cost of business when dealing in Detroit.

After checking in with my handyman I headed over to The McCarty House to meet a junk removal and demo crew so they could take some photos and give us a quote. I’m happy to report that the stove was no longer on, and the house seemed to have been undisturbed since I was last there.

Here’s a link to the photo album our crew took. Getting this baby cleaned out will feel good.

Upward and onward.

The first eviction experience

Kaitlin and I have been busy with our real estate endeavor. Perhaps too busy (more on that another time). There have been a lot of positive experiences, but there’s also been some tough lessons. This is the latter.

I recently wrote about our first “full circle” Detroit rental property. We purchased this home with an existing tenant, and if you read both of those posts I was hopeful that we could get the tenants back on track. They had a history of late rent payments and, I’d later find out, illegal water usage and possibly (I’m still figuring this one out) illegal gas usage, too.

We managed to collect two months of rent, but only after having to send a 7-day “pay or quit” notice. We weren’t so lucky the third time after some text back-and-forth with the tenants resulted in them replying “OK” after I finally stated we’d have to start the eviction process.

What followed was a nearly 2.5 month process of getting the tenants out of the property. For all you hopeful landlords out there, here’s the timeline of events:

  • September 6th: 7-day Pay or Quit notice sent to tenant after failing to pay rent by their grace period (the 5th)
  • September 13th: Tenant did not pay or move out. We hired a lawyer to send a Termination of Tenancy Notice, giving them until October 15th to move out. The cost for this was $75.
  • October 16th: Tenant still hadn’t moved, and we filed a court case to have them evicted.
  • October 23rd: We were given a court date for October 30th.
  • October 30th: The tenant appeared in court, and we received a judgement. The tenant agreed to move out by the end of November 12th.
  • November 13th: I showed up with a locksmith to regain possession of the house.

Now, that was our timeline and order of main events for this eviction. But they’re all different. There were a lot of juicy details that went on between these bullet points.

Early attempts at re-possession

Initially, I was trying to coax the tenant to move out early. The woman called me on September 30th, crying uncontrollably. She didn’t ask for anything beyond another week to move out. It was easy enough to grant, considering we had zero power at this point beyond waiting for the legal process to take root. But I played it off as if there was something imminent that would force them out of the home, and told her that I could wait one more week as long as she kept me updated. She promised she would.

It later became pretty clear this was all an act, and she was working with her husband (who was always much more aggressive but also wasn’t on the original lease) behind the scenes. I was texting back-and-forth with the tenant that same day (Sept. 30th) when her husband called me to say,

“One more comment from you and I’ll burn the mother fucker down.”

He was clearly referring to the house, and hung up before I could get a word in.

The tenant texted me on October 8th, saying they had no place to go. I sent her a list of shelters in the area. Her husband almost immediately started texting me telling me he, “I go to shelters you will see it on the news” and declaring that I need my “ass whipped” and that I should “come by and get one”.

I didn’t respond.

An attempt to stall

It was another ten days until I heard anything from the occupants. The husband texted me on October 18th saying, “Did you put in for the eviction yet, if not I can give you a date on when she will be out”. When I replied that the wheels were already in motion he simply said, “ok see you in court”. I gave him the thumbs up emoji 🙂

This was clearly a ploy to try and stall the legal process so they’d get more time to freeload in the home. Although this is our first rodeo, we’re not that dumb.

A guessing game

Once the court gave the November 12th deadline for the tenants to vacate, it became a bit nerve wracking. Clearly, the tenants weren’t very response or helpful. It’s not like they were going to keep us abreast on their progress (or lack thereof). So I started driving by the house to try and get an idea of whether or not they were still living there.

The problem is, if there’s any evidence that the tenants are still in the home, we’d have had to proceed with the final step of the eviction process: having a bailiff come out and forcibly remove them from the property. This is apparently very expensive. Friends have told me it can be between $2,000 and $4,000. Obviously, it’s something you want to avoid.

So I drove by the home on two different occasions: once in the afternoon and once at 9pm at night. I didn’t feel comfortable getting out and poking around the house due to the aggression the tenants had displayed. Instead I looked for things like lights on, activity around the house, or a car in the driveway (it was always there any time I’d been there previously). There was no evidence of any of this stuff.

Kaitlin drove by one morning at 9am and even got out of her car, prepared with a back story on why she had the wrong house if someone happened to open the door. She peeked through the windows and could see furniture, their dining table, etc.

That’s what really got me anxious. Our lawyer told us that if there’s anything left in the house we’d have to proceed with eviction unless the tenants confirmed they were out and the remaining contents were garbage.

Making contact

On November 8th, just four days before the court ordered deadline, I texted the husband asking if he had his wife’s current phone number. It changed constantly. No response.

I texted the next day, this time from my personal cell number (I used an app with a local Detroit number for all my tenant correspondence). But I used a different tactic. I told him that I still had their security deposit (true) that I’d like to return (not at all true) “once we have possession of the house”.

An hour later, after no response, I tried calling him from my Detroit phone number. I was shocked when he picked up. But I was even more floored that he was calm, level headed, and said they’d be out by the 12th. I wouldn’t have believed him if he hadn’t quickly said, “or else the bailiff will be out and nobody wants that”.

Later that night he responded to the text on my personal cell, asking when a good time to meet would be. He wanted that security deposit! I kindly told him there’s no need to meet, and I’d forward it to him after I took possession of the house on the 13th and he sent me an address to mail it to. “OK”, he said.

Getting the house back

On the morning of November 13th I showed up with a locksmith to change the locks. We entered the house, and made sure it was empty. I then texted the tenant, asking him to confirm he’d moved out and the remaining stuff (there was a lot of it!) was garbage.

He confirmed all the above, and sent me a forwarding address. Somehow he thinks he’s actually getting that security deposit back!

Now we’re left cleaning up the house, doing some updates, and finding a new tenant. Here are some photos of the condition of the house when we got in:

Fortunately, you aren’t able to smell the terrible odors. There was animal (we think cat) feces in a number of rooms and a stench of urine. Food was left in the refrigerator and freezer, but the power had been out… likely for weeks. We’re pretty sure they’d been out of the house for awhile and simply didn’t feel like letting us know.

There are plenty of more pictures, none of which truly due the situation justice. But you can see them here if you’d like. Luckily, we had a great crew help us get everything out and to the dump. We also demo’d the kitchen and bathroom floors. Total cost to have all that done was $1,112.40 — ouch.

Here’s what the house looked like fully cleaned out.

The takeaway

Beyond learning about the eviction process, our biggest takeaway from this is simple: If you purchase a home with a questionable tenant in it (most inherited ones are), start the process of getting them out of there immediately!

I naively thought we could get the tenant back on track and paying rent on time. Too often I give people the benefit of the doubt. In the end it didn’t really cost us much more money (we would have gone through the same timeline regardless), but we’re now dealing with turning over a home during winter. That’s not ideal.

Next steps

Now that the house is cleaned out we’re having it deep cleaned. The house is still extremely gross and needs some love before we can even think about painting, etc. That’s going to cost us another $400 and is scheduled for Wednesday.

Next, we’ll be tiling the kitchen and bathroom floors. Once done we’ll be getting the bathroom tile and tub re-glazed, refinishing the hardwood, painting, and knocking out a few small items around the house (hanging doors, securing handrails, replacing a downspout, etc.).

I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s another month before the house is fully ready. The good news is we expect to bump the rent a fair bit from what the previous tenant was wasn’t paying.

We’re looking forward to picking our own tenants and hopefully not dealing with this situation for a good while.

Nah, you’re straight

I went to see another Detroit home Friday night before packing our bags and getting ready to spend the three-day weekend in Holland, Michigan. My agent arranged the walk through, and I clarified upfront who would be present. You guessed it… just the tenant and me. My agent wasn’t showing, the listing agent wasn’t going to be there. Just me.

Nobody cares to show up, and I get it. We’re talking about homes that are in the $40k-$50k range. That leaves little for a real estate agent to make on commission, so they’re just not interested in doing much. But it also sucks.

How things work when buying Detroit rental properties

Imagine making an offer on a house based on a few (usually unrepresentative) photos, an address, and either Google Streetview or a drive buy in your car (if you decide it’s worth the time). You can only go walk through the property once because there’s a tenant in place and the owners don’t like disturbing them any more than they have to.

That means you have to arrange for an inspection to be done generally on short notice (24 hours or less). But you don’t do that because you aren’t going to buy most of the houses you see anyway, and that ~$300 per inspection will add up quickly. So you you rely on what little real estate knowledge you have to conduct your own visual inspection while chatting up the tenant, trying to be respective, and handling any other distractions.

On Friday those distractions included three young children. They were the only ones present when I showed up at the home. The oldest (probably about twelve years old) answered the door after a handful of knocks and a younger kid peeking through the window announcing my presence. He explained to me that his mom wasn’t home yet but she was on her way; she knew I was coming.

Naturally, I asked him if it was ok if I came in and looked around or if he’d prefer I wait for his mom. He said I could come in, and when I double checked with him, explaining it was no problem to wait and I didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable, he looked me up and down, flashed a slight grin and exclaimed, “Nah, you’re straight”.

Clearly this kid wasn’t the least bit threatened by a clean-cut white guy. I couldn’t help chuckling at his reaction as I entered the house. The boy retreated to one of the bedrooms, rejoining his video game as I began poking around.

After walking around the house and playing hide-and-seek with the four-year-old for about 20 minutes, the tenant (mom) showed up. I talked with her a bit about the house, some issues she’d been having with water backing up in the basement drain when she did laundry, and talking to her about her new job at MGM Grand Casino as a cocktail waitress.

I already knew she’d been notoriously late on rent so I prodded a bit there. Apparently, she’d lost her job after her employer lost their contract with another company. But she’d just gone through orientation at MGM Grand and was starting this weekend. She seemed excited. That was evident. One of the first things I’d noticed when stepping into the house was a framed certificate that said “Welcome to the Team”. It was from MGM Grand.

Overall the house was in good shape. There are a few issues that need to be addressed, but that’s always the case. I also love the location on Somerset Ave. in Morningside right near Mack Ave. It really feels like Mack Ave. could see some cool shops, restaurants, etc. move in and become pretty neat. So I like having some exposure there.

A tenant that’s notoriously late on rent definitely concerns me. Inheriting tenants comes with added risk, but I like the house enough to take it on. I’m hoping she can get back on track with the new job, but I also know she hasn’t even paid rent yet this month.

Every time I go see a house it’s a unique experience. And just about every time it’s uncomfortable for me, especially these ones where I’m flying completely solo. I am not a social person by nature. I dislike small talk and common pleasantries, but it’s something I’ve been forcing myself to work on. Getting out of my comfort zone has been healthy, and so far the experiences have been positive.

I also love real estate. Something about building and homes is fascinating to me, especially these older homes that are nearing 100 years old. The craziest part is seeing and evaluating the homes is likely the easiest part. It’s going to be a whole other ballgame when I start placing and dealing with tenants.